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About Port Elizabeth

Sailed into Tinder once—Jesus wept. Profiles scream “DTF,” but half’s married, other half’s bots. “This is gonna be so much fun,” they text, then ghost ya. Happened to me—met this lass, fiery redhead, said she’s “open-minded.” Two drinks in, she’s cryin’ about her ex. Spare me. Everybody lies, even me—told her I’m “a captain.” Ha! Barely steer a dinghy.

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Now, you gotta check out Marine Parade. It’s not some posh boulevard; its curb's rough, and the sea splashes wild. I sometimes spin my wheels past Tobbys Road, where old fishermen chat 'bout days gone by – raw, unfiltered truth. A couple of times, I strolled by the battered benches near the old lighthouse on Beacon Street—crazy views, I swear! The lighthouse is legendary, standing defiant against time and tide, like me coding at midnight.

Long walk to J-Bay for Mighty Men